Yan Yu was about to roll his eyes, only to feel the softness of his back, which made him feel the blood flowing backwards.

This An Ziyun is really messy.

Before Yan Yu had a seizure, An Ziyun spoke again, "How! Two eldest ladies, do you think this is not intimate enough or what? If not, would you like to be more intimate? Let’s kiss. Go straight to the dormitory and do a fight!"

After "brushing", everyone's faces were flushed, and even Chu Muyue couldn't help but flushed a little.

Mu Zhitong and others all took a sip in their hearts, scolding An Ziyun for being too unreliable. Can this be said in front of the public?

Yan Yuer was about to be shocked by An Ziyun's words, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Puff!" The students who were eating in the canteen on the second floor were so startled by An Ziyun's words that the food in their mouths spurted out.

When the girls heard this, they couldn't help but bow their heads, almost burying their heads in the dishes.

This is simply too shameful, there is no way!

"You, you...you!" Yu Qi pointed at An Ziyun and Yan Yu with trembling fingers, her body trembling, and tears fell off her eyes.

"What's wrong with us? I'm just telling the truth, nothing more!" An Ziyun said with a natural face, "Don't you mean intimacy? I will show you intimately, teach you, what It’s intimacy! We’re intimacy! Don’t you? Little sister, if you don’t understand, you can find a man to go home and study and study, or go home and talk to your Baba Mama!"

The cafeteria on the second floor was silent again, and no one was eating and talking, and even the sound of the chopsticks in his hand falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Chu Muyue helped her forehead helplessly. She seemed to say that she didn't know this guy.

Similarly, Mu Zhitong and others either bowed their heads or turned their heads away from An Ziyun, in a posture that we didn't recognize her.

"Uuuuu..." Yu Qi, who couldn't stand An Ziyun, turned around and left crying.

"Qiqi!" Seeing Yu Qi turning to leave in tears, Feng Yiling screamed, but Yu Qi ignored her at all, and disappeared into the canteen stairs in a blink of an eye.

Feng Yiling turned his head and glared at An Ziyun fiercely.

An Ziyun didn't care, "What are you doing? Vice President, are you trying to catch the traitor? Or catch others! Anyway, there must be evidence for this!"

Feng Yiling's face flushed with anger gritted her teeth, "You are all fine! I remember you!"

Now Feng Yiling is even more angry at An Ziyun in front of him, and also gives a fierce look at Chu Muyue and others.

After speaking, Feng Yiling also turned around and left quickly.

"Cut, I don't want to remember you yet!" An Ziyun snorted coldly, stepped on the stool with one foot, and spoke arrogantly to Feng Yiling's back.

The students in the canteen on the second floor looked at the defeated Feng Yiling and the others, and then turned to look at An Ziyun, who was arrogant and hugged Yan Yu's neck. Their eyes widened, not knowing whether they were admired or shocked.

Chu Muyue raised her head and looked at An Ziyun and Yan Yu. For a while, she was a little bit dumbfounded. She didn't know what to say about them.

This An Ziyun is really wild enough to do things, and they are a bit beyond her expectation.